And what damages did you want to discuss with my worthless husband?"Jake was pleased, and rather surprised by the lack of grief on behalf of the widow...Turner. She was a tall, shapely woman, with broad shoulders, impressively large and buoyant chest, and wide hips. Her waist was narrow, compared to her hips, but Jake could see that she was a substantial woman, unlike the skinnier, taller Alice.Jake wasn't sure why he was comparing her to Alice, except that he hadn't seen a good-looking woman for. "You'd be a straight up broad in the joint! Make some man a lot of money!" He patted the sofa next to him, and I sat. He pulled me close and leaned in for a kiss. My head was swirling as our lips met and I felt his tongue snaking down my throat. His strong arms encircled me and he crushed me in his embrace, our naked bodies meshed together. When I got up he whistled, the way men whistle at hot cunt. "Man! Ain't a fuckin HAIR on that ass! Look just like a bitch! Go get that tub of Vaseline in. I need some fulfillment of my own.” “Help me up” she said as she stretched her hands out to me.I grabbed onto her hands and helped hoist her from the couch. It was awkward, as she seemed heavier than she looked, and my pants were still around my ankles preventing me from getting the best leverage. Once she was standing, I pulled up my pants, and followed her to the bedroom.“Can you help me out of this skirt?” she asked.“With pleasure” was my response.I walked over to her and gently pulled down. ” Patrick said, protesting while his cock grew to its full size and strained against the fabric of his jeans. His mouth was saying no, but his body was saying yes. “What are you going to do, report me? Do you honestly think I would turn you in for this? I’m the one coming after you.” Bridget said, reaching down and unbuttoning Patrick’s jeans. She pulled his shirt off, exposing his chest. Straddling him, she sat on his lap, her mouth inches from his. “If you want me to stop, just tell me, but.